In the Southern Hemisphere, the days grow longer, and the people ready their summer celebrations. I’m sure they have their troubles, too. And joy.

The Divine Twins are everywhere. The Mother labors. All things are in process at all times. What are you pregnant with? What is it that you hope for?

The promise of Solstice is the promise of a new day.

Do not forget this.

The Cosmos holds us all, in loving arms.

We hold each other.

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If you want to help the Pagan family in need, follow the link in the post above.

One resource I've researched for getting goods on the ground in Syria is NuDay Syria. Here's information on donating toward the shipping containers they send to people on the ground to get things like coats, blankets, and diapers to the camps.

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Yesterday, after a rare ritual bathing, I took a chalice of home-made beer and went to the Walk of the Fallen Labyrinth with the most recent list of the dead from Afghanistan. And yes, though it was still daylight, how dark and cold it felt..speaking there to the dead as a tear crept down my face for the living. And yes, we MUST hold…and catch each other as we fall like stars when our hopes plummet! Tonight we light a fire in the fireplace to burn through the night as we remind ourselves of newness to continue. May we wrap ourselves in symbols and spangles shining in the dark and go forth to a bright new dawn of intention and will!